Concubine’s Stunning Daughter : Ghost Emperor Please Be Lenient!

His palms were wide, and the airfield was pathetic by comparison.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Emperor Fu shook his forehead and sweated so quietly that he could hear the sound of wind.

"Why don't we gather here?" Ye Zhongyuan's narrow and long eyes glanced at a lazy charm, naturally raised his hand, unfolded his slender five fingers, and tried it in front of her breast.

Di Fu shook his anger, took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and showed a kind smile: "Mr. Pervert, what is so uneven here, why is the world flat?"

"Clever teeth."

Ye Zhongyuan slipped a hint of evil sneer on his moderately thin lips.

"A pervert madness."

Emperor Fu shook his sharp vomit without falling behind, with a straight-eyed look that looked like he was mentally handicapped.

It doesn't matter at all. Through the hazy silver moonlight, she could see the true face of this ‘Mr. Pervert’ at such a close distance.

He is like a jade tree, wearing a luxurious soft robe of black gold satin, and the silvery moonlight sprinkles him holy, but the breath he exudes is cold and arrogant. People are secretly scared, like a demon.

What was amazing was his handsome and unparalleled face.

The features are extremely delicate, with sharp edges and corners, and abnormal evil.

The narrow and slightly raised Phoenix eyes swayed a lazy and elegant taste.

His thin lips were light-smelling, and his arcs were graceful but also quite a bit sloppy.

That delicate white jade-like skin really makes a woman look ashamed. It is Junzhong with beauty, beauty between China and the demon, demon with madness, and a lively demon!

"Hmm ..." Di Fuya couldn't help swallowing his mouth, and his voice was clear at night.

Ye Zhongyuan's phoenix is ​​as deep as an ancient pond, and a playful smile floats to his lips. "Little girl, haven't you seen a man, so hungry and thirsty?"

Di Fu shook the corner of his mouth and pulled slightly. He looked up and down slightly with a discerning look. Finally, his gaze stayed in front of his crotch, and he apologized, "I'm sorry, Lao Zi is dizzy and has no interest in you."

The air suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Is it."

The cold and charming magnetic voice dropped, Ye Zhongyuan narrowed his eyes, grabbed his hands, and Di Fuyao already had a defensive jump, but he was right in his arms.

His powerful palm clasped her waist, leaning against the fragile, boneless body, her eyes narrowed, her voice tinged with a hint of evil charm, "Is it a needle, you come to inspect the goods?"

Di Fuyao struggled hard, but he was still hooped tightly in his arms, and across the Huashang soft robe, he could feel his throbbing heartbeat.

She showed him a smile, but her voice was cold: "It's over, I don't need to touch Lao Tzu to know the size below you."

Ye Zhongyuan didn't get angry but smiled, and Fengying's eyes were staring at her as if she heard something incredible.

It is said that the Nanxuan woman is gentle and gentle, but this girl is insidious, her exports are dirty, and she has no half-holdings. It's quite different from the timid nature in the rumors, but the looks are the same as the rumors, ugly and have a different personality.

She was weak, and her slap-faced face was full of hunger and thin skin due to chronically insufficient food. Her left half of her face was covered by a black mark, and her right face was pretty and beautiful. She was a demon and an angel. This horrifying face was called a yin and yang face by people, and it was scary.

"Look at Mao!" Di Fuyao stared at him uncomfortably, and raised his head and shouted.

Ye Zhongyuan's pale red lips twitched, his eyes swept away.

Although this girl has a flawed appearance, she does not hinder the wise and savvy eyes of those water-smooth and jade-like eyes, like a dusty pearl, quietly exuding the peerless edge.

Despite being restrained, she looked calm, with unruly pride in her eyes, like a wild cat that was difficult to tame.

"Hehe." Ye Zhongyuan smiled with a strong flavor, and the palms clasping her waist suddenly tightened.

Emperor Fuyao clung to his chest and couldn't breathe. She smiled slightly and said, "Metamorphosis is metamorphosis. The taste is really heavy. Come, hurt each other!"